<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:29:04.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-classique</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-193933628622747487</id><published>2007-03-17T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:38:38.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIATUS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YSs9MVwByQ/RftoBsjIICI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D0UjMStbmIE/s1600-h/wind.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042738586119053346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YSs9MVwByQ/RftoBsjIICI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D0UjMStbmIE/s320/wind.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; perhaps i wont be coming back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YSs9MVwByQ/RftoBsjIICI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D0UjMStbmIE/s1600-h/wind.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YSs9MVwByQ/RftoBsjIICI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D0UjMStbmIE/s1600-h/wind.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YSs9MVwByQ/RftoBsjIICI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D0UjMStbmIE/s1600-h/wind.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-193933628622747487?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/193933628622747487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=193933628622747487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/193933628622747487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/193933628622747487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2007/03/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YSs9MVwByQ/RftoBsjIICI/AAAAAAAAAAM/D0UjMStbmIE/s72-c/wind.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-657430457512525400</id><published>2007-02-16T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T12:02:49.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY!</title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to blog again after getting enough nagging from people to update.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i've got so much to say i don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's cny celebration was rather fun, and 4SY's stall was so successful :D haha i saw quite a number of teachers getting water splashed on their faces whilst blowing the pingpong ball, &amp;amp; i couldnt resist taking a few pictures. (and no, i'm not going to post them here. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the moment i stepped into class at about 6.45, i saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSC00938-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha our head prefect's song of the day! she kept singing it the day before yesterday, and until now, the song's still stuck in my head ._. (and 4SY has our very own cai2 shen2 ye2 too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lav decided to be mean...by attempting to kick me with her heels&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; here's our very pretty wheel of zodiacs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSC00936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the beloved 4SY'07! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSC00943_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-657430457512525400?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/657430457512525400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=657430457512525400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/657430457512525400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/657430457512525400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny.html' title='CNY!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-552210628653297521</id><published>2007-01-13T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:35:13.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>._.</title><content type='html'>so much for two weeks of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mentally exhausted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall post another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-552210628653297521?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/552210628653297521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=552210628653297521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/552210628653297521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/552210628653297521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='._.'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-3112258404321923302</id><published>2007-01-01T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:32:11.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hello 2007! Happy New Year folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gee, why does the year have to pass by so quickly! and i am totally not anticipating the Os! &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;(actually i want it fast and over with) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did anyone watch that &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;baby movie&lt;/span&gt; on TV yesterday? (if i'm not wrong it's called "baby's day out" or sth along the lines)&lt;br /&gt;gosh that baby was so cute! he "read" this book about this other baby who wandered around the city and he did exactly the same, after he escaped his 3 &lt;em&gt;un-intellectual&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kidnappers&lt;/span&gt;. haha then after he was found, he realised he had left his storybook in his kidnappers' hideout (a stupid big clock on this tall building), so he kept pointing to the clock and saying:" &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;boo boo! boo boo&lt;/span&gt;!" (book, in his baby lingo) ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the police superintendent told his men :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"LET'S GO TO THE TICK TOCK TO GET THE BOO BOO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so tickled. so much for baby language xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;best wishes &amp; don't forget to complete your homework! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-3112258404321923302?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/3112258404321923302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=3112258404321923302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/3112258404321923302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/3112258404321923302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-116730874534301529</id><published>2006-12-28T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:35:55.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm back here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shouldn't have shifted in the first place anyway xD (previous 2 posts re: facs outing &amp; meepok uncle! are at my &lt;a href="http://sylphlikedelicacy.wordpress.com"&gt;wordpress blog&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, i finally turned &lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(argh. no more excuses to cover up for my lack of maturity ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to all those well-wishers who kept my phone buzzing non-stop (from christmas eve to today!), not forgetting the wonderful presents, flowers, emails/ecards/cards and the 4 birthday cakes! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas &amp; Birthday was &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; enjoyable and amazing! Hope everyone had a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blessed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; as well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;guess&lt;/strong&gt; what my dear brother gave me for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;give up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; big scratch! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, all the best for 2007, and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; in advance (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-116730874534301529?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/116730874534301529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=116730874534301529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/116730874534301529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/116730874534301529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back-here-xd-shouldnt-have-shifted.html' title='BACK!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-116271756873490713</id><published>2006-11-05T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:33:57.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from seminar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its been exactly one month since i posted so i shall post one long one! oh and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to everyone who's been keeping this insignificant blog alive by &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tagging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (rubbish) &lt;/span&gt;! i really wonder how the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;broccoli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;cauliflower&lt;/span&gt; thing came about but anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;prefects seminar 2006&lt;/span&gt; in KL (3110--0311) was quite fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;buddieboos&lt;/span&gt; were&lt;strong&gt; tiara&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;joy&lt;/strong&gt; (: sat in the bus with kristen and yakked alot too! we arrived in Mines Resort at about 2 plus i think and checked in to our hotel rooms. we (me, tiara, joy) were in room 318 and gosh it was freezing cold! the thermostat thingum was so misleading.&lt;br /&gt;0 degrees was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOTTEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and 30 degrees was the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;COLDEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so the 3 of us were freezing on the first night cos we put adjusted it to 30 degrees (how very smart). my camera lens were covered with mist the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, the first night, we attempted (but obviously&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) to sleep at 1030, (after watching &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;totally spies (bwahaha)&lt;/span&gt; on TV) and we ended up sleeping past 1230. haha. Tiara said she had to yawn 3 times before she could sleep so we just kept talking and talking cos the silence was so &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;deafening&lt;/span&gt;. but really, it was so fun snuggling under the covers and talking rubbish for 2 whole hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seminar sessions were interesting and quite motivational as usual, and i think i've took back quite alot from the seminar, excluding the cold, fever and sore throat as a result of sitting under the aircon for more than 6hours a day. thankfully i swopped places with someone or else i would have came back to spore looking like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rudolph the red-nosed reindeer :o)&lt;/span&gt; i was sitting opposite cheryl wong and she was SO FUNNY! her &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"magic" trick&lt;/span&gt; was the most "entertaining" thing i've seen in ages! haha and we (&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MOCO&lt;/span&gt;-- monitoring committee) composed some rubbish song that i think i most the whole prefectorial board knows. haha and i came up with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;FAMOUS LINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaa. (pssst cheryl, can i upload the video on youtube?n;p) MOCO meetings at night were really fun, stephanie, rachel wong and cheryl wong kept making me laugh. i think SCPB has very crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and me and tiara found out that we had the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; toothbrush and toothpaste so we were camera whoring whilst brushing our teeths! haha i think joy thought we were temporarily mentally unsound or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping with joy, kristen, cheryl giam and some others (jingrong, nicole chua, lin chuch, salome, angela, judith, joyslyn, su ching etc) was quite an amusing experience! we took photos almost everywhere with all sorts of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;posters, objects and billboards&lt;/span&gt;. (KFC, mickey mouse, goong, sushi king etc) oh and we went to take neoprints too and my, it was so &lt;em&gt;squeasy&lt;/em&gt;. oh me, joy and cheryl giam went to this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; market and me and joy kept taking pictures with random objects! oh and i bought a &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;colourful soccer ball&lt;/span&gt; for my little brother too, which actually sparked off a series of hysterical giggles from the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the last day, i got really quite &lt;strong&gt;sick&lt;/strong&gt;, had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;flu and fever&lt;/span&gt;, and i woke up at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1am&lt;/span&gt; plus at night and puked till about &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4.30am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; and the worse thing was that joy was running a fever of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;38.2&lt;/span&gt; degrees, had diarrhea and was puking too. Tiara got quite worried as our countenances were really &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pale&lt;/span&gt;, so she called for camilla, who was so sweet and rushed over with water etc, Ms Leong and Ms Ku, who came knocking on our door at &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3.32am&lt;/span&gt; haha. i was feeling so uncomfortable i puked 8 times till i reached the doctor's at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10am&lt;/span&gt; plus in the morning (apparently we didnt have medicine). didnt really sleep the whole night, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;unless you want to count the 45mins i spent in the toilet.. ):&lt;/span&gt; argh that was one traumatic experience i seriously &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; ever want to be put through again. i vomited out the doctor's medicine and so i had no choice but to go for the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;injection&lt;/span&gt; :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from tiara's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"but some people got sick on the last night :( my buddies, joy and nicole were puking the whole night through, i was so scared, cause i had no idea what to do. one was like inside the toilet, one outside, puking and puking. aww, poor them, and all i could do was try to help, boil hot water.. camilla was being so lovely :D she came over and helped me, we stayed up almost the whole night! and then she slept with me on my bed. hah, and we got mosquito bites."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big thank you to tiara and camilla for taking care of us and being such &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;dears&lt;/span&gt; by watching over us the whole night. sacrificing your sleep and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;risking mosquito bites (!!!)&lt;/span&gt;, oh and camilla's funny attempt to tell us a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;story&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to keep us happy too! &amp; the teachers &amp;amp; everyone else for their care and concern (including those who smsed me when i got back) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hope everyone who fell sick gets well soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 284px" height="517" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF2668_edited.jpg" width="672" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beloved MOCO (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-116271756873490713?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/116271756873490713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=116271756873490713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/116271756873490713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/116271756873490713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-from-seminar.html' title='back from seminar'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-116006202689845152</id><published>2006-10-05T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:34:53.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>luke!</title><content type='html'>my brother does &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WONDERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1hour&lt;/span&gt; with him is what it takes to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;knock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought my one-year old (going 2), i mean &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;young&lt;/span&gt;, brother for his class today and really, it was indeed an eye-opener. gracious, taking care of that &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;puny&lt;/span&gt; little boy really drew out &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hyper&lt;/em&gt;active&lt;/span&gt;, (well maybe i'm just not active enough ;p) and his class activities really needed me to be super patient and all, but nevertheless, it was fun! gah i cant believe i'm saying that attending a one-year old's class was&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; FUN&lt;/span&gt;, but yeah, it definitely was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got me thinking hard. associating with a bunch of tiny tots really spiced up my day. Sometimes i do reminisce about the past and long to go back to the time when there was neither studying nor exams and all we had to do was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eat, sleep and play&lt;/span&gt;. But i guess we've got to face up to reality. back to my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother's classmates were really cute and lovable, and there was this sweet little girl, who loved to go around &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hugging&lt;/span&gt; (!!!) the little boys, so it was really hilarious watching my brother look uneasy when she can over and gave him a hug. HAHA (: he was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;squirming&lt;/span&gt; away from her grip and i was 1 metre away grinning in silence. (!!!! hah!) oh then during the class, that same little girl tried to hug this other little boy, and that funny guy responded to her in a mouthful of gibberish language that sounded like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"ahwhrgosrawtwritayeaerhhh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can tell, i think he didnt like being touched. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;strike 1&lt;/span&gt;. oh well, but apparently, as innocent as she was, that little girl attempted to hug him a second time, (desperate! haha) but the little boy pushed her away and went :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"HMPH!"&lt;/span&gt; (serious!) and tilted his head 45degrees up 45degrees to the right. haha okay you get my point. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;strike 2&lt;/span&gt;. haha i think the little boy got his point across ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was guffawing away and my brother was staring at me with a &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;blank&lt;/span&gt; look on his face. (he must have been wondering why he didnt do that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i realised that my brother thinks alot. when he's deep in thought he looks just like a &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;philosopher&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha he can be my form teacher's good friend!&lt;/span&gt; oh and after his class i went to popular to find something for my sister, so i left him wondering with my mother, haha then after a few minutes i heard him shouting: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"kool! kool!"&lt;/span&gt; (yes he calls me 'kool' or 'jie') and heard the pattering of his feet. haha he was running about the whole popular in search for me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home, i totally dozed off. and my mom was like, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"poor you, look what your brother did to you." -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha what a random post! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-116006202689845152?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/116006202689845152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=116006202689845152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/116006202689845152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/116006202689845152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/10/luke.html' title='luke!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115995889138925225</id><published>2006-10-04T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T18:55:12.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams are over</title><content type='html'>phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are officially &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (: its a huge load off my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those out there still mugging (or otherwise ;p ), all the best and give it your best shot! gogogo! haha consider yourselves lucky to have smth to keep you preoccupied. i'm here suffering from boredom (haha i'm eccentric but nvm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha omg some unknown person just smsed me saying &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Pa can buy ice-cream?"&lt;/span&gt; randomness. i bet its some innocent little kid ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like replying &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"okay Pa will buy you wasabi ice-cream xD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay not funny. taaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115995889138925225?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115995889138925225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115995889138925225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115995889138925225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115995889138925225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-are-over.html' title='exams are over'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115716843920901703</id><published>2006-09-02T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T23:36:47.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WOAHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been quite some time since i actually bothered to post :D the past few weeks have been really enriching and fun i must say, sans the tests of course. oh thanks to those who've been keeping my blog&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; alive&lt;/span&gt; haha(: you are very much appreciated(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the SCGS-HCI-Uttam exchange plus sabbaticals was really enjoyable and fun! (: i took on the peer mediation sabbatical with Nora and Gayatri (Uttam exchange student) , plus a whole group of HCI people (mostly sec4s). The course was &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;really enjoyable&lt;/span&gt;, thanks to the 20 NUS trainers who planned the interesting programme for the 4 days, and my fellow course mates who were the people who injected fun into this whole experience. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and ruined my homework as well :p thanks for attempting to help though) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh and thanks to yingjie for giving me his ID to use the school computer to do my report haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;dont worry, i can still rmb the password(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh shopping after school with the Uttam girls was really fun i must say. hahaha i didnt know the Mam could shop so much. but anyway, it was fun. we went to the chinatown, Asian Civilisation museum, and many other places (during the first 4days), as well as the zoo and night safari on the last day (: oh amazing race with SEC ONE was so funny too! he and his funny push ups! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok thats beside the point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:p we went to plaza sing to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CLICK&lt;/span&gt; too! (: yay it was so touching. almost everyone cried. (27 of us) overall this whole experience was really memorable and yeah, forged new friendships as well. i think all of us were really sad when we sent the Uttam girls off at the airport ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats basically why we went out to the beach yesterday! (: haha we were supposed to start meet at 10am but we left at 11am plus -.- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos of some people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha.me and alvin waited so long, approx 1/2 hr before the rest started coming. climbing the wire thingy was so funny, cos desmond kept &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bouncing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the whole structure, leaving me, e-hui, luther and victor stuck on the top. haha. then we went to cycle! the uncle at the bicycle rental shop was so funny, and he, ling en and victor taught olivia how to ride the bike! (: olivia's a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fast learner though we could hear her screaming like 10m away (; haha. e-hui was laughing cos she heard olivia say:" OMG i rock" and the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;next minute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we heard her&lt;em&gt; screeeeeeam&lt;/em&gt; down the hill -.- and poor jun xin kept going on another track cos we kept changing direction :p and when we passed by the uncle's shop, luther heard him ask someone or sth: " &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;na4 ge4 chao2 de4 zai4 na2 li3&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to downtown east to eat, and zhao rui and luther played at the arcade for a short while, and silly alfred was having a super good time annoying the kids in the play area haha. so they threw the transparent balls &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in his face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :p after that, we decided to go rollerblading, so we walked back to the uncle's shop, and olivia was screaming :"&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;UNCLE! wo3 hui2 lai2 le4&lt;/span&gt;!!!!" but anyway, after a while of "focusing", the guys wanted to go to tampines mall to shop around, so we left, and the uncle was like: " EHH! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ni3 shua2 wo3&lt;/span&gt;" to olivia. haha. super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around tampines mall and we went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Toys R US&lt;/span&gt;. haha we were looking at barbie dolls and swords and soft toys. so random. haha. then we headed for the open plaza( roof top garden) where we played around. luther kept going on that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;screwing seat&lt;/span&gt; thing, and alfred kept making weird and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;comments. Oh and there was this swivel thing that the guys tried, haha and after they came out of it they couldnt walk properly. haha. victor and luther did it by themselves, so they came out super&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yun1&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;then matthew and alfred went on it together, and all they could see was&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; each other&lt;/span&gt;. haha. victor and alfred were lying on the ground looking so funny and me, ling en and olivia were staring at them laughing. and silly alfred nearly made a kid cry, haha, luckily that kid didnt throw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at him. gah then we decided to go home! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fac/OT outing was quite amusing too. me and wen were &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;contemplating&lt;/span&gt; whether to go anot. haha but it turned out quite fun. shant elaborate on the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and teachers day is finally &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;, after months of long preparation(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats quite a long post, prob wont be posting much anytime soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115716843920901703?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115716843920901703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115716843920901703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115716843920901703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115716843920901703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-hiatus.html' title='long hiatus'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115563460640032985</id><published>2006-08-15T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:36:46.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-The usefulness of uselessness-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;go ponder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115563460640032985?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115563460640032985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115563460640032985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115563460640032985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115563460640032985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/08/usefulness-of-uselessness-go-ponder.html' title=''/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115416266507071823</id><published>2006-07-29T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:03:38.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ms chiam's wedding!</title><content type='html'>today we performed at Ms Chiam's wedding at Orchard Road Presbytarian Church! (or shd it be Mrs Ng now? :p ) the 2 pieces turned out &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;really nice&lt;/span&gt; and to me, it's a great pleasure to be performing for the wedding of an ex-teacher whom you really respect. ahhh everything was so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;beauuuutiful&lt;/span&gt; and Ms Chiam looked so pretty(: quite &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of teachers + ex-teachers + old SC girls were present as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, felly, peiwen, aries and enwei were &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;camera whoring&lt;/span&gt; half the time ;p (not much of me though :x )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok taa!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115416266507071823?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115416266507071823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115416266507071823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115416266507071823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115416266507071823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/07/ms-chiams-wedding.html' title='ms chiam&apos;s wedding!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115409500189090603</id><published>2006-07-28T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:56:28.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding tmr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha today was funny! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;during CE our teacher was giving us a talk on relationships and it was plain amusing. oh and she showed us some article in today's newspapers and its heading was--- &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"getting our young to be &lt;em&gt;turned on&lt;/em&gt; by school"&lt;/span&gt; haha the whole class was bursting into fits of laughter and our teacher was trying so hard to convince us that it was not what we thought it meant. &lt;em&gt;okay nvm&lt;/em&gt; ;p reshma and tanya kept giving me weird gazes today and 3 of us couldnt stop guffawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thats not the main reason why i'm blogging now. my mom sent me this email that's quite interesting. &lt;strong&gt;no offence to anyone out there&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh class outing was so funny! we watch pirates of the carribean 2 and we were making so much noise in the cinema (and over johnny depp) my class (including my form teacher!) is officially crazy over him. sheesh -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115409500189090603?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115409500189090603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115409500189090603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115409500189090603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115409500189090603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/07/wedding-tmr.html' title='wedding tmr!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115349872231814763</id><published>2006-07-22T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:23:24.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>hmm. its just past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;today's racial harmony celebration was quite nice(: (or shd it be yesterday's) performed for handbells and fortunately we pulled it off quite well! was dismissed from class at 12pm so i missed bio ): got back physics test results(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had handbell practice for ms chiam's wedding prep after celebrations ended at 2.15pmtoday's practice was&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; so so fun&lt;/span&gt;! (: it's been quite long since i really enjoyed practice. only sec3s and 4s attended practice today. yuyang told us abt her performance at HCI and she told us smth that was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;super hilarious&lt;/span&gt;! all of us were collapsing in laughter! i shant put it down here &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then unexpectately, ms chiam popped by to see how we were doing! (: she looked quite different from before! really radiant and happy! haha so glad it's her wedding next week!(: she bought 2 boxes of premium chocolate cake for us!(: all of us were really pleasantly surprised. so nice of her(: i hope we'll be able to play above her expectations for her big day, really dont want to disappoint her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after practice i went to develop all my photos in my camera! (:photos just bring back so many wonderful memories. just hope they dont fade away too soon, leaving that trail of bleakness and emptiness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115349872231814763?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115349872231814763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115349872231814763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115349872231814763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115349872231814763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/07/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115330681249594947</id><published>2006-07-19T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:37:34.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lightheaded(:</title><content type='html'>yay i finally got a haircut on saturday(:&lt;br /&gt;feeling so &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lightheaded &lt;/span&gt;now haha. (inside joke ;p) my ponytail's so short! everyone thinks its so cute &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o lvls listening compre was pretty easy, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch pirates of the carribean: dead man's chest! silly reshma went without us so now, me, yihui, nora, tanya and lavannia are thinking of going some time soon! (w/o reshma) haha. so now she's sulking ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today's chinese talentime was so hilarious. most of the sec4 acts were on "ai qing" and were so cliche! haha. went home with yihui and nora today(: stopped at bugis to get some food, and i got that the yogurt drink i was kind of craving for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this post is random! bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115330681249594947?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115330681249594947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115330681249594947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115330681249594947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115330681249594947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/07/lightheaded_19.html' title='lightheaded(:'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115279318785247011</id><published>2006-07-13T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T20:19:47.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gastric flu</title><content type='html'>sigh i'm down with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gastric flu ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;threw up&lt;/em&gt; in e maths class yesterday; certainly not something that i would expect. i think i gave everyone a shock. many thanks to all who helped me, especially mrs lee for mopping up the floor, ms tan, reshma &amp; yihui (who attempted to wash clothes! and helping me to the General office) tanya, lavannia and chenjing (skipping a maths class!) for taking care of me! loretta and mel for lugging the mop and water to our class, denyse, youying, e-hui, rhea, vanessa, nora, lois, peiwen and everyone else for all the concern(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115279318785247011?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115279318785247011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115279318785247011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115279318785247011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115279318785247011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/07/gastric-flu.html' title='gastric flu'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115219185895450551</id><published>2006-07-06T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:34:06.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm at a crossroad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or maybe i'm just paranoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics, chem test, lit oratory competition on monday ): and so is english essay draft 1 on child abuse ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; o levels chi oral's next thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; don't make things complicated for me, they're already as bad as they seem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115219185895450551?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115219185895450551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115219185895450551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115219185895450551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115219185895450551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/07/hm.html' title='hm.'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115097261352489039</id><published>2006-06-22T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:34:47.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sylphlike delicacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the past few days have been hectic ): went for mgs strikeback camp on the 15th with davin and jiawei. met wensi and joelle(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days. and i dont think i'm ready and set for the new term. doubt anyone out there is anyway. hopefully the new term would be enjoyable and easy for me to cope with (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats what my mind said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but not what i felt inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115097261352489039?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115097261352489039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115097261352489039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115097261352489039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115097261352489039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/06/sylphlike-delicacy.html' title='sylphlike delicacy'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-115021979805559832</id><published>2006-06-13T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T18:57:51.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahhh its exactly 10days after slc): and i still cant really seem to adjust back to reality. memories keep flooding back. i actually posted abt slc 5 days ago but apparently, my comp hung and the super long post was &lt;strong&gt;DELETED&lt;/strong&gt;)):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway, &lt;strong&gt;i miss SLC so much! the facs (all 56 of you), OT, ABSTRACTOCO, &lt;/strong&gt;and the HCI compound. i know this sounds weird, but i think i'm quite attached to the sch compound somehow haha(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we started out as strangers, and now we're friends forever(: fac outing was really enjoyable too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i guess i shall recap what happened starting from the first day of SLC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i remembered reporting really early, i think it was 6.15... i was quite nervous, partially because alfred dajie kept saying: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" what if the participants go missing! "&lt;/span&gt; or sth to that extent(: ahh then we had our briefing at the nice cosy fac room, got our fac shirt and i was assigned to um, usher the participants at the exit gate with alfred and sophia. HAHA. we were kind of blur and the 3 of us kept repeating the same thing to everyone who walked past until we got sick and tired and decided to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;um, fool abt a bit haha(:&lt;/span&gt; lets not go into the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yeah, we went to the audi for the chairperson's add and i met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ABSTRACTOCO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; corporation (arts sector!) with jerrold my co-fac! haha(: ABS rocks! then we went to 4c classroom to have our icebreakers and games(x haha the room was airconditioned but the ABS people got warmed up really quickly! haha that was random but nvm! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;alif proposed to lina&lt;/span&gt; for a forfeit and it was super funny(: after that we headed for the programmes briefing and set off for the outdoor activity! we had lunch at BK with cluadia, our "guide" who i found out was my scgs senior(: the we went running around orchard road under the sweltering HOTTTT sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i'm addressing the ABS people from here]&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, you guys didnt even complain at all... haha i must do a bit of thanking later. i was super pooped running along all of you, but nevertheless, it was all good fun. especially doing the bonus tasks whilst waiting for Dominic's corporation (JACQUES) to complete their station. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the posing, pointing at junwei's pants, making douglas laugh with allen's funny antics etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;then finally we headed for our pitstop at farrer park and though we werent the first to reach, i must say, you all did a fantastic job(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following that we had the water bomb activity and i'm sure none of you would disagree that we had tons of fun(: haha i was soaked from head to toe thanks to SSSECRETARY, PAINTBRUSH, dominic, weisheng and gang haha. acknowledgements to &lt;strong&gt;fiona, charlton, sssecretary, jerrold and paintbrush&lt;/strong&gt; for helping me with the avengement plot on dominic hahaha(: it took me &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4 hours&lt;/span&gt; to get dry(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our corporation meetings and we came out with the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AQUA MAZE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha and lots of crazy stuff(: acknowledgements to SSSECRETARY who did all the typing(: haha. then we came up with our proposal in between our silly jokes and name calling (that was when sssecretay, paintbrush and ceo started teasing)! HAHA. nxt up we had the intercorporation communication session whereby we split up into 3 grps --&lt;br /&gt;1 to remain in our head office to give our &lt;strong&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IMPRESSIVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; presentation (CEO, secretary etcetc)&lt;br /&gt;1 to go to the recreation sector with ME (paintbrush [william], yuxuan, muzkhan, alif, allen etc)&lt;br /&gt;1 to go to the food and bev sector with Jerrold (lina, francis and co.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. for those who followed me, together with Fhaeloe corp and their fac Jiawei, i think you all were quite attentive and all, taking down notes and asking questions(: haha and you guys weren't distracted though we facs were busy &lt;em&gt;snickering&lt;/em&gt; at the back haha(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our free negotiation session went really smoothly, and we were the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to from our conglomerate with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUBZERO and BELFAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(: tralala we rock(: and sadly we had to reject more than 6 corps ): anyway, Francis Patrick Canlas Foo started showing his OTHER side whilst jerrold brought fiona our CEO for the contract signing session. haha and the rest of you caught on with him and everyone became XIAO. (: the hand gestures and funny sounds gave me a tummyache. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORMAL ATTIRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day! haha. everyone looked so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smar&lt;/em&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: esp francis, alif, junwei, yuxuan and the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;madmad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; gang. luckily you guys didnt let me down by keeping awake during the GOH's address(: &lt;strong&gt;thats partially because you all were sitting in the front row right&lt;/strong&gt;! haha anyway, we had our conglomerate 4 assemblies! i was pretty amused watching you guys from my scribe seat next to the cabinet minister [vivien!(: ] and you people were really funny discussing the fishing issue that i couldnt help laughing, though i wasnt supposed to (x i felt that our proposal wasnt too bad (: kudos to fiona, charlton, cecilia, lina and those who responded to the questions posed by vivien and the ceos from belfast and subzero! haha(: and not forgetting your teasings of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; during lunch haha. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MEANIEPOKS(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha lunch was quite fun!&lt;strong&gt; i was stealing eclairs with some facs&lt;/strong&gt;! but i aint guilty hahaha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm subsequently we had the second conglomerate assembly, which was quite long-winded, revolving arnd the same point over again(x then we had our prep for our conglo concert item(:&lt;br /&gt;AHHH you guys(CONGLO 4 people) made me laugh with your &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;absurd &lt;/span&gt;ideas and i was quite amused with the idea for shebangs. anyway, we decided on singing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"friends forever"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yup and we facs(me, jiacong, karen, jerrold, lianseng, jiayun) made all of you practice it on the spot! lalala(: the spirit of CONGLOMERATE 4 was so strong it nearly &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;knocked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me out(x ahhwells, i think we had lots of funnn! hah then we had our debrief and me and cammie went for facs debrief and i stayed back with some arts sector facs to practice our facs item - a "dance" to the song lets get it started(: we went to the aphelion room and tried to hide from the sercurity guard hohoho. but unfortunately he came and got some of our i/c numbers. i had to give mine. no fair(x haha. yup then me, kaylee, shirin, sherwyn, matthew, dominic, shaofei, chuanyi, jerrold, xiaoyao went to kap for dinner and sourced for gifts for our participants(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day!&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we had the prep session in the morning to prepare for our bidding session. all of you got(conglo 4 people) super HIGH whilst motivating bryan, our speaker for the bidding session. remember :"BRRRYYYY-YAN, we LOVE you..." in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;funny accent/tone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that the befast pple came up with? haha(: we were frantically passing notes arnd during BS and yeah, though we didnt win, i'm really proud of all of you(: and i'm sure the other 5facs are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after, we went to prepare for our respective items(: haha for arts sector we were in the 3b classroom! haha the pink one(: afterthat we proceeded to the audi, and had our concert(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha me and cammie saw natascha, valerie and deborah and we got so excited(: haha. the concert was really hyped up and the spirit of 12slc was there(: haha the performances were really cool and hilarious esp ABS's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! haha francis' acting was really good, and yeah, you guys rocked the house down(: facs performance was a success too! RS and F&amp;BS's items were super pro, haha rs's &lt;em&gt;parapara&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;YANLIN&lt;/strong&gt; and f&amp;amp;b's heyjuliet dance chereographed by &lt;strong&gt;JIACONG&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;WEILING&lt;/strong&gt;!(: and not forgetting AS's dance by &lt;strong&gt;SHERWYN&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;MATTHEW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt; haha the combined item, the song at the beginning was really touching and evoked alot of emotions within me. i love my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; lightsticks&lt;/strong&gt; haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OT's performance was really &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; too! quite a number of people started tearing. then came the slideshow presentation. unknowingly i started crying too ): didnt want slc to end. all the frienships forged and all......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had our debrief, and ABS made me cry again. haha jerrold didnt cry when ABS shouted "jerrold and nicole, we love you!" like &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; times. almost all of us cried, including junwei and allen, to my surprise. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LOVE YOU ALL loads :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following that, me, cammie, jerrold and dominic headed for the facs debrief before a huge number of us went off to kap for supper(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays, thats pretty much what i remember(: &lt;strong&gt;I STILL MISS SLC AND EVERYONE ELSE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and though slc has ended, i'm sure the beautiful memories of the fun and events will still remain(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-115021979805559832?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/115021979805559832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=115021979805559832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115021979805559832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/115021979805559832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/06/slc.html' title='SLC'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114872283528923156</id><published>2006-05-27T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T17:40:35.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tinuviel</title><content type='html'>i'm still stuck on reading lotr! its taking me so long to finish the entire book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its officially the holidays and i think my ptd went fine(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan said i put on weigh can! hahah i was so happy when i heard that. my mom was like "is that so?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway... i just went blog hopping! i havent done that in AGES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent half the morning clearing some work and looking after my younger brother (20 mths &lt;em&gt;YOUNG&lt;/em&gt;) who apparently has all his toys strewn around on the floor and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, being this blind person, stepped all over his toys  and i think ive got some blueblacks now ow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i shall continue blog hopping&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114872283528923156?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114872283528923156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114872283528923156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114872283528923156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114872283528923156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/05/tinuviel.html' title='tinuviel'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114848138456383280</id><published>2006-05-24T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:36:24.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gahh</title><content type='html'>gahhh i got my report book today, my results werent too bad(: but there's always the need for improvement, esp higher chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm really distracted now and i cant seem to focus on doing my work. dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had better finish this post and attempt to study again(: haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114848138456383280?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114848138456383280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114848138456383280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114848138456383280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114848138456383280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/05/gahh.html' title='gahh'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114838497160629445</id><published>2006-05-23T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T19:49:31.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nearing holidays</title><content type='html'>school is kind of boring these days, esp when its nearing the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's parent-teacher dialouge and i hope my results are satisfactory enough for my parents :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha singapore idol's so funny. i was laughing so hard on sunday :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to the holidays! then i wont need to ... ... again! haha okay i'm feeling high now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114838497160629445?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114838497160629445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114838497160629445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114838497160629445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114838497160629445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/05/nearing-holidays.html' title='nearing holidays'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114796157803267905</id><published>2006-05-18T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:12:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>silly rachel kam is forcing me to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people you can think of right now. Don't read the questions until you have named the 20 people. At the end of it all, choose 5 people to do this. Ready? Start!&lt;br /&gt;1. Reshma&lt;br /&gt;2. Yihui&lt;br /&gt;3. Isabelle&lt;br /&gt;4. Joella C&lt;br /&gt;5. Tanya&lt;br /&gt;6. Rachel kam&lt;br /&gt;7. kayi&lt;br /&gt;8. aileen&lt;br /&gt;9. nora&lt;br /&gt;10. nian-ci&lt;br /&gt;11. lavannia&lt;br /&gt;12. emelyn&lt;br /&gt;13. adria&lt;br /&gt;14. shufen&lt;br /&gt;15. cammie&lt;br /&gt;16. felicia&lt;br /&gt;17. pei wen&lt;br /&gt;18. en wei&lt;br /&gt;19. aries&lt;br /&gt;20. michelle&lt;br /&gt;Now here are the questions:&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #14? haha she's my funny handbells junior who likes to smack and poke me&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met #1? hmmm, maybe my eardrums would be perfectly fine&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #20 and #9 dated? omg i wouldnt want to think of that&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like #19? duh she's so lame (:&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 and #17 make a good couple? ehhh, not exactly. that would never happen in a trillion years anyway&lt;br /&gt;Describe #3. haha the funny swimmer who's my really good friend!&lt;br /&gt;Do you think #8 is attractive? oohyeah. everyone's attractive in their own ways haha&lt;br /&gt;tell me something about #7. she's the slowest walker in the whole wide world! haha&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of #12's family? nope&lt;br /&gt;What's #8's favourite(s)? erm. netball? haha i dontknoww&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if #18 confesses he/she likes you? i tell you it will never happen as long as i live(:&lt;br /&gt;What language does #15 speak? italian! haha. english and chinese lah.&lt;br /&gt;Who is #9 going out with? ME! she's my girlfriend hahaha.. i dont know&lt;br /&gt;How old is #16 now? same age as me!&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you spoke to #13? hmmm, some time ago? cant seem to recall&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #4? hahaha i dont think she'll want to date me&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #7? ditto&lt;br /&gt;#15 single? yeah haha&lt;br /&gt;What is #10's last name? NG!&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever be in a serious relationship with #11? haha i'll consider(:&lt;br /&gt;Whats school does #3 go to? temasek jc&lt;br /&gt;Where does #6 live? i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;What's your favourite thing about #5? she's a CHESSnut! haha&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen #1 naked? eww,no. thats too sick even for the imagination&lt;br /&gt;My Victims:&lt;br /&gt;1. kayi&lt;br /&gt;2. michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114796157803267905?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114796157803267905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114796157803267905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114796157803267905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114796157803267905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/05/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114777407411047098</id><published>2006-05-16T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T18:10:53.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy(:</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling happy! happier than usual that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114777407411047098?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114777407411047098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114777407411047098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114777407411047098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114777407411047098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy.html' title='happy(:'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114741993090111194</id><published>2006-05-12T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T15:55:58.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no school</title><content type='html'>hello there's no school today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've just realised that i havent been blogging for quite some time, i think it doesnt interest me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! figs are really nice and sweet. my uncle bought this whole huge packet from dubai and i cant resist snacking on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kexin's house on wed to do our I&amp;E project, and i waited at the bus stop for one hour(from 7.40am-8.40am) for them to come, excluding huishan, who's father was fetching her there. haha. i was so bored reading the chinese book we were supposed to read and so i msged huishan, who said she would try to spot me! unfortunately, i MISREAD her msg, which was something on the lines of " i'll see if i can spot you" to "i'll see if i can see a spot". haha so i continued reading my book until i saw huishan's head sticking out of her dad's car. then we headed for kexin's house! haha we watched "the seed of chucky" which was rather disgusting but grossly appalling :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i wont be blogging anytime soon until social studies exam is over! i'll probably change the blogskin to something more cheery! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114741993090111194?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114741993090111194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114741993090111194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114741993090111194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114741993090111194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-school.html' title='no school'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114647683328323593</id><published>2006-05-01T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:05:43.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long weekend</title><content type='html'>i feel so slack. and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its due to the rain and the sound it's making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall go study chem and emaths. or strategize for the interclass chess competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'it has been a long weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114647683328323593?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114647683328323593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114647683328323593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114647683328323593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114647683328323593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-weekend.html' title='long weekend'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114568820925653297</id><published>2006-04-22T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T14:45:17.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grump</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a sulky, grumpy, cranky old lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the mgs sophia blackmore lecture was&lt;br /&gt;funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114568820925653297?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114494092751661149</id><published>2006-04-13T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T18:07:21.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cotton bud</title><content type='html'>oh hello! yesyes i changed my template again. i dont know why i have such itchy fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha today we (3sy) extracted our cheek cells for the DNA tree project! the person in charge(external vendor person) told us to go gurgle our mouths in the toilet so apparently almost the whole class crowded inside the toilet and all i could hear from the outside (i was the first few who went in!) was the running of taps followed by the "PUIII!". you dont want to imagine it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious looking at everyone using the cotton bud rubbing the sides of their mouths. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my cotton bud didnt get any of my cheek cells cos reshma kept laughing and laughing and hence, i nearly choked on my bud. then e-hui asked us this really weird riddle about a matchstick bumping its head on something and became a cotton bud (due to the bandage on its head) which was so &lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; lame -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, we have no school tomorrow! i think i shall go practise for my napfa test! 2.4 is on MONDAY! i am so unfit :( the rest are perfectly fine! today during pe i tried training for my 5 items! my sit and reach is 50cm max, standing broad jump 196cm, i did 17 inclined pull-ups which is the minimum for an A! quite pleased but i shan't get to complacent. heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired now so i guess i'll just stop here!&lt;br /&gt;' hmmm there's no school tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114494092751661149?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114494092751661149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114494092751661149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114494092751661149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114494092751661149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/04/cotton-bud.html' title='cotton bud'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114442355601061443</id><published>2006-04-07T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:14:07.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changed my template(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i've just changed my template! not that i didnt like the previous one, it was just that i got quite tired of it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i went to watch the CATMAN play on wed night. it was super amusing and funny at some parts, especially the "cat's" eyes &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and the bad words :P).&lt;/span&gt; The actress who acted as the cat was really immersed into her role, and the best part was when she actually stared &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; into our &lt;strong&gt;EYEs&lt;/strong&gt;. alot of people didnt dare look at her and tried to avoid her prickling gaze. but i stared back at her rebelliously :p actually, it was quite fun. imagine locking your eyes with someone and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i ripped this off my sister's blog! sincere apologies HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Nicole&amp;gender=f"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Nicole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nicole is actually a fruit, not a vegetable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It takes 17 muscles to smile, and 43 to frown at nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You share your birthday with nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The colour of nicole is no indication of her spiciness, but size usually is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The ace of spades in a playing card deck symbolizes nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nicole is 984 feet tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the Great Seal of the United States the eagle grasps 13 arrows and nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nicole was declared extinct in 1902!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nicole can't sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nicole has 118 ridges around the edge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am interested in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;input name="subject"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i like the idea of not sweating! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114442355601061443?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114442355601061443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114442355601061443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114442355601061443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114442355601061443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/04/changed-my-template.html' title='changed my template(:'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114415641675377971</id><published>2006-04-04T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:07:57.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports day</title><content type='html'>sports day was fun haha. cheered till my throat ached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; we are the champions! (3SY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; plus prefects! haha :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114415641675377971?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114415641675377971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114415641675377971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114415641675377971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114415641675377971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/04/sports-day.html' title='sports day'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114326838851629349</id><published>2006-03-25T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T14:33:08.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>i think i wont be blogging anytime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114326838851629349?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114326838851629349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114326838851629349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114326838851629349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114326838851629349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114270055617294864</id><published>2006-03-19T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:09:48.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;had dinner at the intercontinental hotel today with my family and another family(my parents' friends and their kids)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my mom was desperately hurrying us up as she wanted us to reach the restaurant at 6pm in order to get better food haha. whatever-.- oh and as i was about to start eating, i looked up and guess who i saw!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mrs Yogee! my co-op teacher! what a coincidence right. i thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. She was there with her husband. i was stunned but i managed to mumble a greeting. and to my horror, my parents' friend's kid, said to Mrs Yogee :"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M HER &lt;strong&gt;BROTHER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was so embarassed!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was glaring at him with this&lt;strong&gt; LOOK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, the food was pretty alright. i ate until i was so bloated that i was on the verge of puking everything out. and because of that, i drank so many glasses of water and so i had to go to the toilet 5 times. HAHAAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was desperately trying to find means and ways of digesting my food quickly so i walked around the whole place outside the restaurant, even to the extent that i paced up and down the toilet for about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i know its stupid so you dont need to tell me that :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh and whilst pacing up and down in the toilet, this lady walked in and was staring at me, my sis and my friend with this quizzical expression on her face. haha and the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; hand dryer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kept scaring me, because when i walked past, it would activate suddenly and scaring the daylights out of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i went back into the restaurant, i decided to go up to Mrs Yogee's table to say HI but i was kind of apprehensive about it. it took me a while before deciding that i would pretend to be taking fruits before walking over to speak to her. and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unfortunately, my sister, and the 2 kids tagged along&lt;/span&gt;. it was a hilarious sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was stocking up watermelon and honeydew on my plate before bracing myself. this was how i began my conversation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: "hello Mrs Yogee, i thought i'd just come over to say hi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then mrs yogee said hi and everything and asked me who i was here with and was this my first time and so on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;then suddenly she said (something like that. not the exact words though):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"you like seafood alot dont you?" (cos she saw me taking alot of seafood hahah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i was quite surprised and so i blurted out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"er yeah i'm the seafoody type"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;before i could stop myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;how mortifying. i cant believe what i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh i saw emily nickles in the lobby too! i was on the line when i saw her so i waved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114270055617294864?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114270055617294864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114270055617294864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114270055617294864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114270055617294864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/coincidence.html' title='coincidence!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114252513791547812</id><published>2006-03-16T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T18:12:01.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh this week has been a pretty hectic one for me. the holidays are half gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday-prefects training from 8am -6pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tuesday-giving tuition to my p6 family friend, Ballet at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wednesday-Busy with class tee designs and all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today's events were pretty amusing. i smsed jacqueline early this morning whether we had I&amp;E meeting in school and she said we probably did so i set off to school to meet her at 12pm. i took about 45mins to get to school and as i was walking towards the school gate, i met huishan and kexin and they said that the meeting was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CANCELLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CANCELLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCELLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was really flustered so i called jacqueline and she was on her way, but we didnt want to waste our trip down to school.  so, being the guai and studious people we are, we decided to go down to the National Library to study and do our A maths hw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when we reached the NLB central borrowing area at B1, we saw this board that said that there was a study room at level 5. so me and jacq decided to go up there to do ourhomework. but apparently, the place was quite packed and noisy so we went all the way down to basement 1. oh and we kept bumping into this 3people and jacq thought they looked familiar. i was too busy exploring so i didnt bother looking at them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we walked round and round the place looking for hidden, secluded places but unfortunately, all were reserved or "choped" (that's how jacq describes them). finally, we settled at this sitting place but jacq made me shift to the computer table. it was a good move anyway. we did quite alot of our A maths hw, which completely drained out all our brain juices :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after 3 hours, jacq was hungry so we went to parco bugis junction to get something to eat. i kept losing my way and jacq kept calling me spastic because of the funny things i said. we wanted to sit somewhere but there were no free seats around so i told jacq to buy a drink from the foodcourt so we cld sit there to study! then there was this funny roti prata man who kept hollering out to customers in the foodcourt. he kept asking people questions but answered his questions in this really funny tone. I SERIOUSLY HAVE NO IDEA WHY. jacq was giggling so badly that the people around us were staring at us with this really amused look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after an hour or so, jacq wanted to buy earrings so we went wandering around the whole place but unfortunately, we didnt purchase anything. oh and halfway when we were walking around, my mother called me and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"NICOLE! where are you now! hurry up come down to tampines mall's genki sushi to help me finish my buffet dinner before the people fine me for wasting food! PLEASEE!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha it was so hilarious that jacq kept laughing at my awkward expressions and me mimicing my mom. my mother kept smsing me and calling me to hurry down. she was with her client and they had overordered the food and the restuarant wanted to fine them for each 5g of food they wasted. my mom was practically begging me and i must say, that feeling of someone begging me was actually quite good haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom made me gorge myself with so much sushi, udon, tempura, soup, jelly until i was quite bloated but there was still enough space in my stomach to order a sprite and ice cream! the restaurant staff were laughing at my panicky mother and i was quite mortified-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! i'm really tired now &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114252513791547812?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114252513791547812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114252513791547812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114252513791547812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114252513791547812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114235295853199217</id><published>2006-03-15T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:15:38.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos for obs</title><content type='html'>hello! all these photos are courtesy of woo e-hui! thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;collage done by me! (: please dont rip it off thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="423" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/725/774/320/collage%21.jpg" width="461" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/725/774/640/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114235295853199217?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114235295853199217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114235295853199217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114235295853199217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114235295853199217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/photos-for-obs.html' title='photos for obs'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114235263376863807</id><published>2006-03-15T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T00:10:33.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obs</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/725/774/640/collage1.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/725/774/320/collage1.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='display:block;margin 0px auto 10px; cursor:hand; text-align:center'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114235263376863807?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114235263376863807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114235263376863807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114235263376863807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114235263376863807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/obs.html' title='obs'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114225718734982055</id><published>2006-03-13T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:43:47.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prefects/ peerleaders training</title><content type='html'>hello! today i had prefects/peerleader's training in school! it was pretty fun and all, because our training was conducted by Gold Chocolates and Premium Pte Ltd CEO, another guy and a chef! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the whole training took 6hours and there were 3sessions which lasted 2hours each! 4 peerleaders came to join us including tanya! ahahahaha. the first session was on initiative, the second was on making effective decisions, and the third session was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKING ROCHER CHOCOLATES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how cool is that man (okay maybe it's not cool to you but i think its cool okay!:p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my point. we learned quite alot on the history of chocolates. OH did you know that the existance of chocolates is dated back to 2700years ago in the MAYAN era in central america, whatever that is. yeah and the people back then drank hot chocolate with chilli! how gross is that man. imagine yourself drinking milo with sambal chilli! it'll literally be HOT chocolate!(get it?)HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah i'm resolving only to eat couverture chocolates (up to 70% cocoa content) and less of compound chocolates (those you get in NTUC that consist of  less than 10% cocoa content and lots of trans fat which make you fat)! compound chocolates include Lindt, cadbury, hersheys, ferraro rocher etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA okay now i shall tell you how to eat chocolate the RIGHT way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rub the chocolate between your thumb and index finger to warm the chocolate&lt;br /&gt;2. place it in you mouth and let the peice melt on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;3. breathe in and hold your breath for a short moment, then exhale in 3phases through your nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you can taste the chocolate fill up you senses hahaha (: go try go try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh okay then after learning all this funny stuff, we made our rocher chocolates! we added cornflakes, raisins, almond nuts to melted chocolate and stirred! then we let it set for awhile. me and jennet were busy gorging ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH okay i feel super hungry now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall reply my tags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lailing: omg you still call me watermelon you ginkonut:)&lt;br /&gt;kayi: yeah i know that weird person, she tried to be my friend haha&lt;br /&gt;rachel: um yes that is your classmate&lt;br /&gt;krix: haha thanks! yeah tingshan is my sister's volleyball teammate and good friend! she owes her life to me ahahah. you know her too right?&lt;br /&gt;yihui: yeah haha. i acknowledged you in my post dont worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114225718734982055?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114225718734982055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114225718734982055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114225718734982055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114225718734982055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/prefects-peerleaders-training.html' title='prefects/ peerleaders training'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114215927853368408</id><published>2006-03-12T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:12:16.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class tee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm feeling super bored and i havent done much of my holiday hw. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished colouring 3sy class tee on the comp! took 2 hours. okay! i shall not waste time here anymore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114215927853368408?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114215927853368408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114215927853368408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114215927853368408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114215927853368408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/class-tee.html' title='class tee'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114209260291496290</id><published>2006-03-11T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:16:46.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gathering</title><content type='html'>yesterday, me, kayi, yihui, nora and aileen went to isabelle's house for her house warming party! haha we were supposed to meet each other at 7pm at tanah merah mrt but apparently, me and aileen were the only ones early! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the both of us were waiting for kayi when we saw that a train from pasir ris had arrived so we were craning our necks to lookout for her. throngs of people streamed out of the station and after 5 minutes, me and aileen gave up. our conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:"is that kayi's train?"&lt;br /&gt;aileen:"yeah i think so, she just messaged me 5 mins ago that she was at tampines"&lt;br /&gt;me:"oh okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOOKING OUT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:"err... i think that's not her train"&lt;br /&gt;aileen:"i dont know. maybe not"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN(after 10mins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw miss kayi strolling out behind an OLD man. hahahaah. me and aileen were laughing like crazy. then after 7 mins, yihui and nora(plus schoolbags and files), came out. then we headed for exit b to take bus 14 to isabelle's hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we reached the bus stop, it was already 7.18pm and i was getting flustered all over cos i had jokingly told isabelle that if we didnt reach her house by 7.30, we've probably been kidnapped and she said that she would laugh at us if we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were so ji2 but after the bus didnt take too long to come. me, aileen, yihui and nora Plus reshma bought isabelle a shoe bag (yihui and nora kindly went to shop for it), while kayi bought a gift for isabelle herself. on the bus, nora and yihui suddenly realised that they had forgotten to peel of the price tag and got so frantic and so i had to peel it off haha. then at the 3rd stop we got off and had to cross this SUPER BUSY road. the 5 of us were standing in one straight line at the side of the road and the cars were zooming pass so fast that we stood there for a really long time, there was a elderly couple near us, also wanting to cross the road. then at one point of time, the 5 of us cldnt decide to cross so we were arguing. then nora was like:&lt;br /&gt;"everyone, lets go. READY....GET SET... GO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she didnt move. then the 4of us went:&lt;br /&gt;"go nora you can go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos there was this really fast car heading towards our direction. then kayi looked across the road and she said:&lt;br /&gt;"eh pple! the old people crossed the road already! hurry up cross lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us were quite surprised and all. haha. ohwells, but after a while, all of us dashed across the road. we had dinner (isabelle's parents catered food) and we met beatrice, joella c and isabelle's 2 TJC friends- xinci and dawn.&lt;br /&gt;the 5 of us and isabelle were playing all sorts of funny games after dinner and it was damn funny when we started throwing isabelle's shorts around and dotting everyone. kayi was the official "bai2 chi1" for our dotting game and nora was the"bikini". aileen was so pro and didnt get a dot. haha. we all left at 10plus! yup thats abt all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114209260291496290?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114209260291496290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114209260291496290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114209260291496290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114209260291496290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/gathering.html' title='gathering'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114182355026935697</id><published>2006-03-08T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:17:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>i'm HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i've got to study for the physics test on fri ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114182355026935697?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114182355026935697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114182355026935697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114182355026935697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114182355026935697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114139281583103989</id><published>2006-03-03T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:18:29.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from obs</title><content type='html'>finally back from OBS! back to the harsh reality now. SIGH. i want to go back! pulau ubin's environment is so nice and peaceful, and it was SUPER fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;on monday [dayone],&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we went to punggol jetty imediately after being dismissed from flagraising. i was a bit high on the bus and went crazy rubbing on sun block. hahah and me and reshma ket posing for pictures with her huge funny sunglasses. i thought i looked like the mafia but resh said it was more like the F.B.I! hahaha okayyyy-.-'' then we said our farewells to the teachers and i was busy joking with ms belle tan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we reached pulau ubin camp 2! i got put in the watch (group) JUNKO! with tanya elizabeth trevethick! haha. our camp instructor cum game master cum safety officer was DEEDEE. haha. he's damn funny and encouraging. tells all sorts of lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we did belay, the trustfall, and i learned how to pitch a tent! hahah. me, tanya, grace tan and clarissa lin shared a tent and i was the odd one out because 3 of them are guides. we did some outdoor cooking for dinner too. we cooked rice with beans plus sausages etc. it was super tiring that day and we all slept at 12pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daytwo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we learned how to kayak! i buddied with tanya and kayaking was super fun and gross at the same time because the seawater was pretty disgusting. then DEEDEE and selamat (dagama's instructor) taught us how to capsize and the safety precautions etc. then we had to practice capsizing! so me and tanya had to capsize while enli and lianghwei had to haul us up and support us. tanya and me were so crazy and we were arguing which side to capsize on. then we were rathering to one side and we ended up next to the bridge. finally, we managed to capsize but the horrifying thing was that whilst the both of us were trying to get back inside the kayak, we saw our SC teachers coming out of the boat from punggol jetty and were walking down the bridge!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mrs lim hui-e and ms pauline soh were laughing at the both of us sticking our butts out of the kayak and mrs yogee took a picture of tanya and me while tanya was struggling to get up the boat. we were so darn mortified-.- then we kayaked all the way to camp one, which was some distance away. it was really exhausting considering that we had only learnt how to kayak 2 hrs ago and it was sweltering HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after we reached camp one and had lunch at the canteen or cafeteria whatever you call it, and after, we went to rock climb! it was pretty scary. me, victoria, rachel wong and clarissa went up the super tough wall. i nearly gave up at the second last panel (there were ten panels) and i was stoning up there and didnt dare proceed up. i was shaking so bad, that tanya and the rest thought i had contracted parkinson's disease. but motivation and encouragement from all of them spurred me on and i managed to reach the top! felt a sense of accomplishment and relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daythree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we (4 grps) set off on our sea expedition to sembawang, at 9.30am. it was supersuper far from pulau ubin. we passed the channel, went pass corny island, pulau seletar, 4 kelongs, many jellyfishes and a dead fish haha. i got really seasick so i had to stuff orange peels up my nostrils. ahahah. poor tanya had to paddle alone for ten minutes! the journey was really arduous and exhausting but the weather was pretty alright other than the sweltering heat. my arm ached and my back was super strained. but luckily, i didnt get tanned on my body other than my hands (slight) because i applied sunblock on myself every 15-20 mins! me and tanya were trying to amuse ourselves on the kayak so we sang rubbish songs and played a fool. those who needed to pee had to get out of their boats and peed in the sea hohoho. how disgusting. grace went down to pee 5 times! hahaha. luckily i didnt need to pee urgently :] the others were busy singing the abc song and me and tanya got pretty annoyed and so tanya yelled at them, " ARE YOU ALL 2 YEAR OLDS?!?!?" hahah, it scared the daylight out of me. then at 5.30pm, we finally reached our sembawang campsite. (WE TOOK 8 WHOLE HOURS!) we put at this really ulu part of the beach which was really trash filled. we cooked our own dinner with the help of DEEDEE who was exceptionally kind that day haha. then we had to do sentry duty in the middle of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;dayfour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we set off from sembawang at 8 and headed back to camp 2. this time we only took 7 hours. both me and tanya were super high and laughed like crazy the whole journey. we saw many jellyfishes! i was commenting to tanya that it was a relaxpedition and not a expedition. haha. both of us talked alot and were singing weird songs, making up poems, saying lame jokes and playing weird games throughout. the other groups were so amused with us! initially i had seasickness again so the both of us were paddling really slowly and were the last kayak but once i recovered, we were right in front, just behind the navigator! then i became very WULIAO so i decided to do smth funny but very naughty. I ROCKED THE BOAT from side to side and pretended to capsize and silly tanya got a shock and was yelling her head off! hahaha. she was traumatized i think. haha:] as we were nearing camp 2, huifang led all of us into singing our sch song and it was so funny but touching at the same time. can you imagine agroup of approx 60 girls singing the sch song in the middle of the sea?!?! hahaha. then we haad to wash the kayaks and to my utmost horror, i realised that i had been sitting on someone's pee for that 7hours. because i changed my day three kayak in the morning. SICK! my fbts was terribly stinky!! then after that we washed the kayaks and did the jetty jump! the feeling when we fumped down from the jetty (approx 3-4m above sea level) was really good except for the part when the salty sea water gushe up my nose. before i jumped i was like," aiyah, so easy, jump then jump lor" but the minute i lifted me leg and started falling, my heart skipped a beat and i was like," WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING!?!?!?" haha:) but it was super fun! i want to do it again! then we went to pitch our tents and cooked dinner, which was butter rice and raisins with tuna, sardines, mushrooms, baked beans and curry plus heated up instant milo! hahah then we played the "hello sister, yes brother game". it was so hilarious and i couldnt resist laughing. so funny. then DEEDEE made MOCHA for us! nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;dayfive (LAST DAY, today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was feeling so upset that we had to leave. we packed our stall and cleaned up the place and played a few more games and then it was time to go. we signed DEEDEE's autograph book and i bought the OBS tee! after that we took JUNKO photos and all of us started crying. all the other watches were staring at us. hahah. and DEEDEE told us his actual age! i'm kind of chaotah but ohwells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP THAT'S ABOUT ALL! i miss obs. but it feels good to be home though. i shall post pictures once woo e-hui and DEEDEE sends me the pictures! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114139281583103989?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114139281583103989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114139281583103989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114139281583103989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114139281583103989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-from-obs.html' title='back from obs'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114094927468550773</id><published>2006-02-26T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T18:27:14.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS</title><content type='html'>hellohello! its obs tomorrow and i think i'm going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i hope i dont come back all black and insect-bitten :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate indices and logarithms! why did that silly gardener invent logarithms?!?!? he must have had trouble counting the number of tomatoes, cabbages and tao gei in his garden :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yihui, nora and tanya are having chess competition today. hope they win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/chsbrd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck on A maths assignment 6!!! someone HELP me! okay i shant waste anymore time here! BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114094927468550773?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114094927468550773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114094927468550773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114094927468550773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114094927468550773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/02/obs.html' title='OBS'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114088315356769863</id><published>2006-02-25T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:59:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>life is so fragile, but God's grace is always upon us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents' friend contracted this really deadly cancer in 2004 and today we met him in the first time after 5years and he looked so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sorry and sympathetic for him. but really, he's really optimistic and everything and i feel really touched.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only in times like this that people learn to treasure life more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114088315356769863?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114088315356769863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114088315356769863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114088315356769863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114088315356769863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/02/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114017960952382218</id><published>2006-02-17T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T21:07:20.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny signs!</title><content type='html'>hello everybody i'm feeling bored so i shall post some funny pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 317px" height="374" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/image005.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kids anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/piercing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone lets buy macoroni now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 323px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="408" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/girls.jpg" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;weight problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="401" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/Babydelivery.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How babies are delivered. (hint: not natural birth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="483" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/Sign.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow it sure does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 389px" height="450" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/Public20Bar.jpg" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what is the world coming to?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="224" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/keepright.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 323px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="285" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/Gods20Creatures.jpg" width="407" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mashed potato lovers: my sincere apologies :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 401px; HEIGHT: 336px" height="480" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/Funny20Vancouver.jpg" width="386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone, hear me bark! AWRRR! BARK BARK BARK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 254px" height="321" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/dimwit.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i thought we ALL knew that a LONG TIME AGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAHA! comments anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114017960952382218?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114017960952382218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114017960952382218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114017960952382218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114017960952382218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/02/funny-signs.html' title='funny signs!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-114000885753847677</id><published>2006-02-15T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:20:12.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>er</title><content type='html'>happy belated valentines day! haha&lt;br /&gt;A maths and physics are killing me! argh. luckily E maths, bio and chem arent so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO SCHOOL TOMORROW! :] cos of the very good o level results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit test today was a flop. i just totally blanked out. oh and i'm still trying to make some sense out of my answer. cryptology was interesting though i got stuck halfway.&lt;br /&gt;tanya is so damn funny. she always makes me laugh. i think one fine day my jaw will dislocate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this poem! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE TEMPEST (Shakespeare)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be not afeared. The isle is full of noises,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sounds and sweet airs that give delight and hurt not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That if then had waked after long sleep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will make me sleep again; and then in dreaming,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The clouds, methought, would open and show riches&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ready to drop upon me, that when i waked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cried to dream again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall be very self-motivated. the talk mrs bowness gave today was super motivating! haha. congratulate me folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-114000885753847677?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/114000885753847677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=114000885753847677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114000885753847677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/114000885753847677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/02/er.html' title='er'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113967433222844916</id><published>2006-02-12T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T00:13:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed</title><content type='html'>i dont know why but i'm feeling really stressed all of a sudden over schoolwork. perhaps i'm pressuring myself too much. i just dont know why. it's just that i have this sudden urge to study alot. maybe it's just the releasing of the O level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its self- actualisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113967433222844916?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113967433222844916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113967433222844916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113967433222844916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113967433222844916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/02/stressed.html' title='stressed'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113957456057092739</id><published>2006-02-10T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T20:37:02.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new url!</title><content type='html'>haha i shifted!&lt;br /&gt;i love puns, neologism and hyperbole. they're just the most interesting things IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD! (i'm using hyperbole! hoho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the poet John Donne is the most disgusting poet EVER. you'll see what i mean. look DOWN. this is MY opinion. disclaimer! i'm entitled to my own opinion so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THE FLEA.by John Donne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MARK but this flea, and mark in this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How little that which thou deniest me is ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It suck'd me first, and now sucks thee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And in this flea our two bloods mingled be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thou know'st that this cannot be said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yet this enjoys before it woo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And pamper'd swells with one blood made of two ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And this, alas ! is more than we would do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O stay, three lives in one flea spare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where we almost, yea, more than married are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This flea is you and I, and this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Though parents grudge, and you, we're met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And cloister'd in these living walls of jet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Though use make you apt to kill me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Let not to that self-murder added be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cruel and sudden, hast thou since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Purpled thy nail in blood of innocence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wherein could this flea guilty be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Except in that drop which it suck'd from thee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yet thou triumph'st, and say'st that thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Find'st not thyself nor me the weaker now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Tis true ; then learn how false fears be ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just so much honour, when thou yield'st to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Will waste, as this flea's death took life from thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;those of you who dont get it, its okay haha.  you'll be happier not knowing. i'm totally GROSSED out :x &lt;/span&gt;HAPPY FIGURING IT OUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113957456057092739?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113957456057092739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113957456057092739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113957456057092739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113957456057092739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-url.html' title='new url!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113906605923933260</id><published>2006-02-04T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:22:16.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar(:</title><content type='html'>sugar! haha, new photos of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 186px" height="407" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF1128.jpg" width="505" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think she's really cute. yihui's kind of in love with her. hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="397" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF1130.jpg" width="525" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are her ears?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's about it! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113906605923933260?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113906605923933260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113906605923933260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113906605923933260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113906605923933260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/02/sugar.html' title='sugar(:'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113897684228488061</id><published>2006-02-03T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T18:34:47.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LSBP semifinals!</title><content type='html'>today was our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life science business plan semi finals&lt;/span&gt;! the 5 of us (li choo, sophia, pearlyn, elissa, ME!) skipped the last period. but sadly for me, pearlyn and elissa, we skipped &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CE&lt;/span&gt;. so it was quite a waste :) we were getting ready in science lab 5 and then we left at about 1.15pm to Ngee Ann Poly. we forced lichoo to take Mrs Logan's car together with all our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;barang barang&lt;/span&gt; in her back seats, then the other 4 of us to a cab! lichoo was whining. hohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was ngee ann poly's open house so the whole school was like so darn packed and we were one of the very few people wearing blazers so a lot of people was staring at us. anyway, when we reached there, we realised that another school, bedok view or something like that was also doing activated charcoal toothpaste! urgh. we were quite bothered by that but obviously, we had a edge over them because we had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3-in-1&lt;/span&gt; products! the tooth powder, toothpaste and mouthwash! haha. too bad for them mannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we set up our stuff on our booth and put our very impressive printed poster on the stand. other schools (about 30 odd or so) were busy sticking peices of paper on the stand. some actually looked quite nice but others were kind of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; haha. okay i know i'm mean, but i'm just being &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FRANK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall post some photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="460" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF1135.jpg" width="472" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 5 of us! [lichoo(standing), pearlyn, elissa, me, sophia[standing]) hohoho :) aint our poster nice? (SCROLL OVER TO THE RIGHT if you cant see the whole pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 247px" height="426" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF1146.jpg" width="556" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our products!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 309px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="396" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF1155.jpg" width="367" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lichoo fumbling with her tie! plus somebody's hands -.- haha she cant tie her tie! (pun unintended) actually, neither can i! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 280px" height="399" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF1140.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elissa acting funny and sophia PRETENDING to look busy when she's not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 308px; HEIGHT: 237px" height="404" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF1139.jpg" width="528" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lichoo doesnt want to look at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;. yes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay enough of photos. the judging went on pretty well and stuff and we had this pregnant judge who was laughing throughout the previewing of our advert. it was really amusing. at about 5, i met yihui, reshma, nora, cecilia and jiahui because they were also at ngee ann poly attending a briefing for the science mentorship programme. me, yihui, resh and jiahui took 74 to dover mrt. to be exact, we took &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; 74 buses to the mrt cause yihui thought that the stop before the mrt was the one we were supposed to alight at. haha. and beforei could board the second bus, i fell and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cut my leg&lt;/span&gt; quite deeply. pffft. stupid high heels. the blazer was super thick and i was not allowed to take off my jacket without removing my tie so in order to save the hassle, i wore my jacket and heels in the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sweltering Hot weather&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes! today during Lit, mrs lim made me, denyse and kexin act as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;geishas&lt;/span&gt; in Japan speaking the first ten lines of act one scene one in macbeth. it was terribly silly and hilarious and i was super embarrassed. then after we presented, she made us speak like Japanese Men -.- we were kind of dumbfounded but i guess we pulled it off nicely haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to upload CNY pics but unfortunately my camera had run out of battery so i shall go and charge it! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113897684228488061?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113897684228488061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113897684228488061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113897684228488061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113897684228488061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/02/lsbp-semifinals.html' title='LSBP semifinals!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113879454802489525</id><published>2006-02-01T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T22:28:51.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homeclothesday!</title><content type='html'>today we wore home clothes to school haha. i have no idea why but i sort of missed wearing school uni. everyone looks so different and all. i know i'm weird so you dont need to remind me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm kind of psychic. i always know when the teachers are going to give us POP QUIZZES so my hunches are always right! i think i'm going to fail today's POP quiz. pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have first shift recess duty for locking up the secthree classrooms today and out of the 4 prefects, i was the only one who remembered to do duty so i did second shift too and thus, i didnt go for 2CO party. Sorry ruiling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went with my LSBP grp to collect our blazers from Mrs Kwan. and guess what! we got the BRAND NEW blazers! the new design and lighter one. and we have the honour of wearing it for the first time hohoho. then me, pearlyn and elissa came &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fifteen minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; late for physics because of that. oh and physics test is postponed to march! now i dont need to study so hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess EMELYN CHEW went home. that poorthing haha. she had fever and she made me touch her forehead. so i was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;partnerless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school, me, peiwen and cecilia went to bugis. i bought takopachi! haha. i didnt realise the auntie didnt give me any toothpicks so i had to steal one from peiwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO WATCH MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA!&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, my tight schedule doesnt permit me to. sheesh... i have handbells, LSBP and ballet tomorrow and all 3 of them CLASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes HAPPY CNY EVERYONE :] i know it's pretty late but it's better late than never right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh KAYI! you mean you didnt know i had a dog? in fact i have &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;two. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay i shall post pictures of my dogs for silly kayi's sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="490" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/SugarluvsME.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS, is sugar! or sugarbaby. whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/Sugeeee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt she cute? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/Sugarbaby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="397" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF0679.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is WINKY, my sister's dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 292px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="415" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF0475.jpg" width="309" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gives us this look when he's guilty of peeing around the house so we lock him up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so much for my pooches&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113879454802489525?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113879454802489525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113879454802489525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113879454802489525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113879454802489525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/02/homeclothesday.html' title='homeclothesday!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113835439719565946</id><published>2006-01-27T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:18:06.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mitochondrion</title><content type='html'>i think mitochondrion's funny and i &lt;em&gt;HATE&lt;/em&gt; sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today isabelle and joella came back and they bought me a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;HAIRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;monkey keychain! im obsessed with touching its fur. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WON CNY CLASS DECO COMPETITION!:D&lt;br /&gt;all of us stood up and screamed like xiao and i was kind of embarassed cos i was standing right in front of the whole row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole class was so cheena-looking. our &lt;em&gt;san cheng yi&lt;/em&gt; (3sincerity) had the letters S and Y embedded inside. trululu. initially we toyed with the idea of putting &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; cellophane paper on the lights until vanessa and reshma said that it would look like a brothel. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were so delirious when the judges (mrs lee s.c. and mrs feng rong) came so we stuck hongbaos on every table. and when they walked in, reshma took 2 paper oranges off the tree and told the judges," YOU have the honour of pasting the oranges on the orange tree." but apparently, mrs lee wanted REAL oranges but we gave her some weird excuse. when they pasted the paper oranges, the rest of us were cheering like crazy -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today our class had "&lt;em&gt;LO HEI&lt;/em&gt;", however you spell it. it was reshma's first time and she didnt know what to do so she poured one box of onions on one plate! haha. i kept swallowing peices of ginger and tanya and yihui kept laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! nora bought me some cny goodies! so thoughtful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i DONT WANT THE CLASS TEE TO BE&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm feeling really tired now and there's tons of homework to do so i guess i'll stop here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh adria and lailing, IAMNOTSMART.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113835439719565946?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113835439719565946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113835439719565946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113835439719565946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113835439719565946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2006/01/mitochondrion.html' title='mitochondrion'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113601592311846678</id><published>2005-12-31T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:25:43.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fart</title><content type='html'>i was just looking around when i came across this picture. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when fishes fart :]&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/725/774/1600/fish-fart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/725/774/320/fish-fart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hohoho how random (x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113601592311846678?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113601592311846678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113601592311846678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113601592311846678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113601592311846678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/12/fart.html' title='fart'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113556288035648891</id><published>2005-12-26T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T10:10:45.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hohoho</title><content type='html'>finally turned 14!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS everyone for b'day and x'mas wishes and presents :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from shanghai a week ago. it was really cold but shopping was fun. bought lots of weird stuff. my mom got the time for our flight to shanghai wrong so we waited for 4 hours at the airport -.- and because of that, me and my sis missed the da jie ju  of  wu chu cai hong! oh then i met jean woon at the airport and we took the same plane to shanghai! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my funny brother can walk! oh and i realised that he's quite a fast learner too. he can fake crying and do all sorts of weird stuff! HE CAN DANCE TOO! so hilarious. and he has 3 teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i nearly forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EILEEN NG and AVRIL! it's boxing day! hurhur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays kayi, i updated! ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113556288035648891?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113556288035648891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113556288035648891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113556288035648891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113556288035648891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/12/hohoho.html' title='hohoho'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113366901070650978</id><published>2005-12-04T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T12:03:30.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>status: blogger hiatus ( 3 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just completed VOID MOON by Michael Connelly&lt;br /&gt;currently reading THE NARROWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my silly sister has been sulking for not being able to go to school while i get to go back almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayi and nora left for hong kong and china respectively yesterday. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;will probably be leaving for shanghai in a weeks' time unless something crops up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle keeps showing me her corrected "vampire" teeth, and she's super PROUD of it. Her dentist hasn't contacted regarding the teeth for the lsbp experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAPEFRUIT ISN'T ANTIBACTERIAL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father wants to add a middle name for my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113366901070650978?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113366901070650978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113366901070650978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113366901070650978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113366901070650978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/12/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113302411987768906</id><published>2005-11-27T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T00:55:19.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>yayee! i changed my template[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113302411987768906?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113302411987768906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113302411987768906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113302411987768906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113302411987768906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/11/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113162671361577728</id><published>2005-11-10T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:28:04.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>malacca seminar was pretty fun and enriching though we spent almost all the time in the hotel. HAHA(: but i guessed a learnt quite a lot of stuff! i got to know more of the juniors as well! shafwaty, my dear little buddy was so sweet((: we had a longlong conversation on relly absurd stuff. hehh. the BEE "farm" was fun too(: i bought the propolis! hope it works man. hohoho. oh and i bit my 2 ulcers like 3 times and now they're hurting like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i practically LOVE disney channel and AXN!!! :D like really. i watched the even stevens movie yst and it was so darn funny. mulan 2 was nice too. HAHA, i love phil of the future, thats so raven and the suite life of zack and cody!!!! amazing race was wonderfully amusing too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my funny sister has this graduation night tmr and she cant decide what to wear. AHAHAHAHHA(: she's one weird kid. and then just now she came home rattling about the pizza she made today. hehh. she's frustrated over that graduation prom thingy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i finally finished my research!!! woots. plus i finished reading angels and demons, and da vinci code! man. go read go read!! oh and i read angels and demons last night and i cldnt sleep!! plus there was a thunderstorm and i was freaked out! GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had handbells today!! it wasnt that bad. HAHA. i practically have to go to school EVERYDAY. oh and thanks jennet for the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! shant rant anymore! BYE!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. as you can see i'm really high now so pardon me for all the exclaimation marks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113162671361577728?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113162671361577728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113162671361577728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113162671361577728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113162671361577728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/11/back.html' title='back!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113065434023535022</id><published>2005-10-30T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T14:39:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we won we won!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHHA. i feel happy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won we won talentime! 1st for broadway catergory and 3rd for disney catergory! hahahhaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. i'm so going to miss 2CO. totally. time flies so fast and i can barely catch up with it. sigh, anyways, all the best to everyone next year, esp isabelle, joella c, lisabelle, charmaine, joey. we know you guys will always be an SC girl at heart&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe that our STOMP could get the 3rd prize. haha. everyone was laughing at me when i said "yes mommy" in a tweety bird voice. *flushes pink*&lt;br /&gt;and while banging the table and screaming, i dropped jasmine's chopstick. HAHAHA. then she was like:" how nicole how! i need my chopstick!!! HOW!!!"&lt;br /&gt;then i was like:"use the fork lah!!!"&lt;br /&gt;then the audience started laughing at us.&lt;br /&gt;Yingmin, melissa and joanne were so darn cute. joanne started singing "fried rice paradise.... before the "music" started. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;then the roti prata part was so hilarious. i couldnt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lady marmalade was funny. esp the toots(ruiling, eileen, jazreen and sonia) and the bimbos. hhaha(: i want to upload the pics but i think i shant embarrass them! ahahhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. shall blog again some time. TAA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113065434023535022?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113065434023535022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113065434023535022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113065434023535022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113065434023535022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-won-we-won.html' title='we won we won!'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-113003654647226429</id><published>2005-10-23T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:29:36.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;friday's the &lt;strong&gt;last&lt;/strong&gt; day of sch n i'm feeling really really really sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its talentimeday, its isabelle, jo C, lisabelle, charmaine, joey's last day with 2CO before leaving us for ip!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gg to miss them so much ): sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus next yr most of us are gg to diff classes and wont be bonded like our 2CO'05 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant explain it but i've never felt a sense of belonging and 'closeness' with any other class ive ever been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been so bonded all this while, though there were occasional misuderstandings but i think it really made us stronger as a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gg to miss isabelle and joella so much. thru all the times we've spent together, projects, sicksick jokes, pokings and everything else. those are really treasured memories that i'll nvr forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS PARTY was a success, thanks to the committee for their commmittment and planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really gg to miss the everyone, including tchrs and our very messy classrm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSL training was really fun and very enlightening. made many friends and learnt alot more about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY TO OLIVIA AND HUIFANG! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-113003654647226429?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/113003654647226429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=113003654647226429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113003654647226429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/113003654647226429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/10/sore.html' title='sore'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-112506672010039577</id><published>2005-08-26T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T19:56:20.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I never thought I'd feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And as far as I'm concerned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm glad I got the chance to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That I do believe I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And if I should ever go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well then close your eyes and try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To feel the way we do today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And then if you can remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Keep smilin' Keep shinin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Knowing you can always count on me for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For good times and bad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well you came and opened me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And now there's so much more I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A so by the way I thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And then for the times when we're apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well then close your eyes and know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;These words are coming from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And then if you can remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-112506672010039577?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/112506672010039577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=112506672010039577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112506672010039577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112506672010039577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/08/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-112446285739322678</id><published>2005-08-19T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:34:04.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im down with a badbad flu ):i used up lien's tissue paper (BIG PACK) today haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;during science, mrhong kept turning on and off the lights and fans to illustrate something to do with physics&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha. i wanted to type out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LAME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i mixed up the letters and it came out as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MALE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ohyes. a big thankyou to ruiling and lavannia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for volunteering to help paint glasses for teachers' day (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okays. just a short post for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-112446285739322678?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/112446285739322678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=112446285739322678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112446285739322678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112446285739322678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/08/flu.html' title='flu'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-112428517754977498</id><published>2005-08-17T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:26:17.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel like the laziest peson in the whole wide world ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;came back from ballet at 7.45 cos i had to buy some breakfast for my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VERY UN-NERVOUS &lt;/span&gt;sister who has her psle oral tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously. she's been using the com since i have no idea when.there's handbells tomorrow. open hse was kinda boring. the response wasn't that good(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me, pw, theo were busy trying to pull pple to the music rm. hahhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i helped out at the life science lab too! the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tomatos&lt;/span&gt; were like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SQUISHY&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SQUASHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i dun understand why some of the sec ones are so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENTHUSIASTIC&lt;/span&gt; abt cutting it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okays. ballet exam's on the 13th sept ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its on a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt; somemore! wahahahs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im getting a lil delirious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-112428517754977498?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/112428517754977498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=112428517754977498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112428517754977498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112428517754977498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/08/lazy.html' title='lazy'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-112217511741679085</id><published>2005-07-24T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:38:54.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;hello people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dance concert was really good&lt;br /&gt;except that some dances where repeated from last year's concert.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, it was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent studied for maths and history ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end here and get down to completing my work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-112217511741679085?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/112217511741679085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=112217511741679085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112217511741679085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112217511741679085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/07/bleah.html' title='bleah'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-112142104004674582</id><published>2005-07-15T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:24:08.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>health checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;i had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;health checkup&lt;/span&gt; today- to check for eyesight and the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;our class was like super bo liao. while waiting for our turn, me, resh and pri were chatting on some really dumb topic. i think i shall not dwell on that. then after that we decided to play some&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; OLD MACORONI&lt;/span&gt; game suggested by mc. it was really funny. OH and we're down to 66 socks!(prefects) i think i have to retire soon. boo):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;senior sockerswere kinda happy and so was ** ***.( rmb in my old entries that i said wont mention names? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DON'T WANT TO RETIRE ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;ohwells. back to the subject of the health checkup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;me and resh and pri decided to check out each other's health booklets first and were betting on which table we would go to. that was after i checked my eyesight. (of which i did not have any problems)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;so i went to the "back checking" nurse. priyanka was talking abt how swollen her foot was. haha. i had this really animated conversation with the nurse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nurse: you are Priyanka rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: erm no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nurse: but how come your name states that you're priyanka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then i started laughing like nuts cos i took pri's book and viceversa. the rest of the class in line were laughing at me. i was mortified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i took back my book from priyanka n when i opened it, it had her birth cert thingy in it and everyone started laughing again -.-" so paiseh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nurse: urm girl, do you smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: eh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nurse: any family members who smoke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: eh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nurse: so no family members who smoke right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: eh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nurse: OH you haf the same surname as me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: eh yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nurse: go in (points to the changing rm thingy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the nurse took the ruler thingy, and measured my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nurse: wow! your back is perfectly straight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: eh thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nurse: okay you can go now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;and she gave me the book back and i walked off beaming with pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;then i went home with huiting and kayi. haha. i cldnt balance on the bus so i crashed into some random person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span &gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-112142104004674582?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/112142104004674582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=112142104004674582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112142104004674582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112142104004674582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/07/health-checkup.html' title='health checkup'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-112097955313377772</id><published>2005-07-10T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:48:11.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth day starrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF1788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maddcap flowers&lt;3 alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/n-icole/DSCF1784.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-112097955313377772?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-112046454516660796</id><published>2005-07-04T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:49:48.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;history test and maths test tmr ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently and unfortunately, i forgot to bring home my history tb and notebk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SIGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sentosa wif the other prefects today&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only around 20 of us turned up. out of 56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was funn(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost everyone got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dunked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT FOR ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;my buddy got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sand&lt;/span&gt; thrown down her &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;how HILARIOUS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-112046454516660796?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/112046454516660796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=112046454516660796' title='0 Comments'/><link 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Crescent Girls' school ground is really nice and big and the students there are friendly and nice. Me and shuying took a cab there and it was really hot waiting under the hot sun (though we waited only 1 minute). then i had to go for handbells. maddcap concert's next friday and saturday! and we're not up to standard yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh me and some of my handbell frens were jokingly chided for being noisy and unbecoming. it was really hilarious. and i cant rmb who was disturbing Pebbles (peiwen's dog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the station master moustache thingy had me toppling over with laughter, peiwen was collapsing on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ice princess&lt;/span&gt; is a really good movie!&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-112003128027878134?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/112003128027878134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=112003128027878134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112003128027878134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/112003128027878134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/06/crescent-investiture.html' title='crescent investiture'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-111901569182368608</id><published>2005-06-17T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T18:54:10.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cip</title><content type='html'>yay(: me, rachel loke and geraldine are going out to watch ice princess on Monday! i sort of miss them. considering that i haven't seen them in 2 yrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at the library doing cip today! the children at the children's section were really irritating. there was this girl who asked felicia to read her a book and when felicia didn't agree, that girl got very annoying. haha. i clocked 27 plus cip hours so far (library). oh and i have to go to peiwen's house tmr to do the lampost thingy for maddcap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall upload a picture from my china trip with the school(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img70.echo.cx/my.php?image=20050604chinatrip02662uf.jpg"&gt;http://img70.echo.cx/my.php?image=20050604chinatrip02662uf.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-111901569182368608?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/111901569182368608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=111901569182368608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/111901569182368608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/111901569182368608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/2005/06/cip.html' title='cip'/><author><name>-classique</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-111880552725662081</id><published>2005-06-15T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T18:55:01.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woahhh</title><content type='html'>its the second last week of hols. sigh. my group hasn't even started on the geog project yet cause all of us were overseas. and regarding the celosia competition, i wonder how are our plants. Nora went overseas- china again((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let me blog abt the china trip. it was really enjoyable(: esp the people under me (in my group) plus vanessa seah and nora. we had late night parties everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first night, in which we spent in tian jin, at around 9 plus, i heard a knock on my room door. To make things worse, JOELLA LOPES-room mate, was taking her bath. i looked through the peephole and saw a whole group of pple, 2 women, and big built men outside. they were hollering in chinese,"this is our room, open up". and i,without thinking, went to OPEN the door. (it didnt cross my mind not to). then a woman was telling me i chinese that it was their room and asked what we were doing inside. and she even ordered me to like let her in. i was really annoyed and went," bu ke yi" (cannot) and she asked me WHY. and guess what i said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"because my teacher said cannot" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she started pushing the door.&lt;br /&gt;I started to panic and hollered for joella(who was still showering) to help me ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to make matters worse, the hotel's room lock was spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hurried her frantically and she came out - wet(serious!) and asked the pple in a CHINESE accent, "ni men zhao shui" then i told her to call ms belle tan, who came up in a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A RELIEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was so brave!!(: it turned out that the pple had actually been staying in our room the nite b4 but the hotel staff changed their room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jo(esp me), cldn't sleep the whole nite. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the rest of the trip was really fun!!!(:&lt;br /&gt;we had a great time playing at the back of the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora was extremely funny. she had to go to the toilet while we were climbing the thousand buddha hill(me, her and e-hui). the toilet on the mountain was really unhygienic and had this very unpleasant odour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i had better start on my geog project(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-111880552725662081?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/111880552725662081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=111880552725662081' title='0 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today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone mean sort of went into my msn account.&lt;br /&gt;and used it&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells&lt;br /&gt;decided to change my password(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes. shan't blog much today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynn: i updated!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167561-111841819392412109?l=-classique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-classique.blogspot.com/feeds/111841819392412109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167561&amp;postID=111841819392412109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167561/posts/default/111841819392412109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167561.post-111693974632398006</id><published>2005-05-24T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:21:19.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWater plant</title><content type='html'>ahahhas. i went to the visit the NEWater plant.&lt;br /&gt;me, isabelle joella c, yihui, reshma, aileen played some really lame game on the bus (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, the secthree's bazzar was on today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought fruit juice from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanny's and larissa's stall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my juice had such a tangy and unique taste (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sold the bookworm books today for cip&lt;br /&gt;made 300 dollars plus i think(:&lt;div 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type='text'>investiture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yay! invest is over! and we did such a GREAT job(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went to fish and co. after that to celebrate. i think almost all of us went, and the total amt we had to pay was $400+. haha. we made song dedications and took loads of photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Samantha buddie, joanne lee, jessie, ann and few others were so touched that they cried. i guess all the work we've put in was all worthwhile! 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